Cass: I have the papers for you to sign. They have to be recorded before your
birthday.

Amanda: Um, what papers?

Cass: Your inheritance. On your birthday you stand to inherit a sizeable chunk
of it.

Amanda: I had completely forgotten.

Cass: Yeah, well, Sam didn't.

Amanda: Sam talked to you about this?

Cass: Yeah, he called and asked me to execute the power of attorney for him.

Amanda: Power of attorney-- what would he need that for?

Cass: He doesn't, unless something were to happen to you.

Ken: Sorry, I'm out to lunch.

Paulina: You're telling me.

Ken: Paulina.

Paulina: Do you say that to all your customers?

Ken: I told you not to come here.

Paulina: We have a lot to discuss, Ken.

Ken: Not here and not now.

Paulina: Especially since it looks like you're falling in love with Rachel.

Ken: I'm what?

Paulina: I've seen the way you look at her, Ken. I heard all that "hair blazing
in the sunset" stuff.

Ken: Make your point.

Paulina: If you are falling in love with her, that changes everything for us.

Sharlene: What is this? What does it mean?

John: That's what I'm asking you.

Sharlene: A scarf--a--a matchbook?

John: From a restaurant I've never taken you to.

Sharlene: And this--what is this?

John: Oh, you know what those are, Sharlene. Those are birth control pills.

Sharlene: Birth control?

John: Yeah, prescriptions made out to Sharly Watts.

Sharlene: John, I don't take-- I--I don't know what to say.

John: Why don't you start with the truth?

Sharlene: It doesn't make sense.

John: Oh, sure it does. It does if you're having an affair.

Sharlene: How can you even think that?

John: I don't know what to think.

Sharlene: Don't you know how much I love you? That I wouldn't look at another
man?

John: What are you trying to tell me, Sharlene? You trying to tell me somebody
just sneaked in here and just put them in your drawers--

Sharlene: Don't yell at me--don't yell at me. Don't.

John: Look, I'm sorry. I don't mean to yell at you, Sharlene, but I need your
help. I'm asking you for your help, please. Help me explain this stuff.

[Whispering] I'm so sorry. Help me exp...

Sharlene: I'll try. I will try, I will try very hard. All right, a matchbook.

John: From L'etoile. Have you ever been there?

Sharlene: No, I have not, but-- but--

John: But what?

Sharlene: But John, I could've gotten this from the Pelican Club, from a
customer. They're always leaving matchbooks lying around.

John: Sharlene, what do you want matches for? You don't smoke. Do you?

Sharlene: No. John, we need them for candles or--or for the grill.

John: All right. What about these--what about these birth control pills?

Sharlene: I just--

John: Why didn't you tell me that you were taking them?

Sharlene: I don't know.

John: I thought you hated the name Sharly.

Sharlene: I do!

John: Well, these are made out to Sharly Watts. What the hell is that all about?

Sharlene: Because I--I was under a lot of stress, John. I've been under so much
stress lately. I probably went and gave them the wrong name by mistake when I
went to the pharmacy.

John: Why are you taking them in the first place?

Sharlene: Because I thought that we had decided that we wouldn't start a family
until-- until I was completely myself again.

John: You might have told me about the pills.

Sharlene: I'm sorry. I really am. Oh, John, I love you.

John: There's something else, too. Emma.

Sharlene: What about her?

John: Why did she leave so suddenly?

Sharlene: I--I don't know. I thought--I thought it was strange, too. I thought
that maybe... maybe she had a fight with Frankie.

John: Did you say something to her?

Sharlene: No, I d--no, no. Now John, Emma is one of those very sensitive types
of people. She takes offense at the least little thing. It wasn't my fault,
honestly. You believe me, don't you? You've got to believe me.

Ken: You have got this all wrong, Paulina.

Paulina: How? Tell me.

Ken: You're thinking with your emotions, not your head.

Paulina: I'm not supposed to feel? Don't you know what this means to me? I grew
up with nothing, Ken.

Ken: Yes, and who came along and changed all that?

Paulina: I just want you to understand that this is important to me. I have a
lot at stake.

Ken: All the more reason to get things in perspective. Look, one wrong move and
it's all over.

Paulina: You and Rachel Cory.

Ken: Oh, you're too easily taken in by appearances. Why are we talking about me,
anyway? You're the one that's screwing up.

Paulina: Me?

Ken: Yes, you came that close to getting fired. I had to talk like crazy to get
Rachel to keep you on.

Paulina: What?

Ken: She is not exactly thrilled with your behavior.

Paulina: What are you talking about?

Ken: She says you act like you're a guest in the house or maybe an extra family
member.

Paulina: I--I act like all the other servants in the place. "Yes, ma'am." "Can I
help you with anything else, ma'am?"

Ken: All right, all right, all right. I think what she's really upset about is
that you're making goo-goo eyes at Jamie. And she's right. That is not going to
help our cause.

[Door opens]

[Whispering] Rachel.

Amanda: I didn't have any idea that Sam had even spoken to you about this.

Cass: Yes, we were talking about some other business and he told me that the two
of you had discussed transferring the power of attorney that I have over your
trust to him.

Amanda: And you think this is the right thing to do?

Cass: Well, there is no reason not to do it.

Amanda: No, no.

Cass: By the way, the two of you should consider drawing up wills, and soon, for
Alli's sake.

Amanda: God, I had--that had never even occurred to me.

Cass: Well, it's a real good idea. If, God forbid, something should happen to
the two of you, you don't want the probate court to be making all the decisions
on Alli's future.

Amanda: No--no, I don't even want to think about that.

Cass: I don't blame you. And you certainly don't have to go into it right now.
You don't even have to sign this.

Amanda: But you think that I should.

Cass: It's completely up to you, Amanda.

Amanda: Well, there's no reason that I shouldn't sign this over, right?

Cass: Well, your marriage is a little different than most in that you have more
personal wealth than your husband.

Amanda: Yes.

Cass: And that can get a little tricky for less solid marriages. But you and Sam
have things all worked out.

Amanda: Um, does it have on here where I sign?

Cass: Yeah, all the X's.

Amanda: Great.

Cass: Hey, looks like you're doing some work on the place.

Amanda: Yeah, a little.

Cass: When Sam told me you'd moved back in, it didn't surprise me at all. This
place seems like you guys. It's more of a--

Amanda: A home?

Cass: Yeah--yeah. Of course I'm not putting down the Cory mansion.

Amanda: [Laughs]

Cass: Don't get me wrong, that's a pretty nice place to live, especially if
you're into castles on 40 acres with lakes, and pools, and--

Cass: As a matter of fact, after I leave here I'm meeting Frankie. We're
starting today.

Amanda: Really?

Cass: Yeah.

Amanda: Have you picked your neighborhood?

Cass: Any place that's not within five miles of the law office.

Amanda: Ah, you want to get away from it all, huh?

Cass: I'm actually thinking about green grass and fresh air.

Amanda: [Scoffs] Amazing.

Cass: I know. Can you believe it? When I was talking to Sam, he said that things
are really starting to look up.

Amanda: Can you stay for a little while, or do you have to meet Frankie right
away? I mean, we could have a cup of coffee and wait for Sam to come home.

Cass: I'm sorry, I--we have to meet that realtor in about a half an hour.

Amanda: Oh. All right, well, maybe another time.

Cass: Yeah, any other time. So here, you keep this copy for your personal
records, and I'll see that these are recorded. And that's that. I guess it's
time for me to become a land baron.

Amanda: [Laughs] Well, give Frankie my love.

Cass: Ok. See Donna.

John: I don't know what to believe anymore.

Sharlene: You believe that I love you, don't you?

John: I love you, Sharlene. That's all I know for sure.

Sharlene: [Whispering] Don't say that, please don't say that.

John: When we got married, I-I really felt that my life was complete.

Sharlene: Yes, but--

John: I mean I--I figured... I figured that I would wake up every morning
knowing how the rest of my day was going to be. That I would go to work, and I
would come home and find my wife there. And that we would--we would eat, and
talk, and laugh, and make love, and understand each other. I was so sure that I
had finally found what I needed for so long--a woman that I could love and that
I could trust; a career that finally meant something. It was all coming together
for me.

Sharlene: John, I know.

John: Now--

Sharlene: And now we can fix it, we can fix it. We can--we can get it back to
what we had before.

John: How?

Sharlene: By believing in each other.

John: There are too many questions, Sharlene. There are too many things that
just don't add up.

Sharlene: John, you've got to let this go, forget about it, if you just let it
go...

John: I can't. I can't. I've got to know why.

Sharlene: What are you going to do?

John: I'll tell you what I'm not going to do. I'm not going to stand still while
everything that I love is destroyed.

Sharlene: John, wh--where are you going?

John: To get some answers. You stay here. Just stay home. I'll be back soon.

Ken: Rachel, hi.

Rachel: Hi. Is it all right that I come in? It's starting to rain.

Ken: Of course, sure. Come on in. I didn't expect to see you again today.

Rachel: Yes.

Ken: What brings you out here?

Rachel: Errands. Do you remember it's--it's Amanda's birthday this week?

Ken: I knew that, yes.

Rachel: Well, did you know that we're having a party and you're invited?

Ken: That I didn't know.

Rachel: Would you like to come?

Ken: I don't think that would be such a great idea, actually.

Rachel: Why not?

Ken: Rachel, you know Amanda is not very fond of me.

Rachel: Well, that's her problem. You're my friend whether she is fond of you or
not.

Ken: Ok, friend, I'll be there.

Rachel: Good. Now, I need a perfect gift for her.

Ken: Ah, a birthday gift?

Rachel: No, a house warming gift for Amanda and Sam.

Ken: A perfect house gift. Well, let's see, off the top of my head--how about a
fertility figurine.

Rachel: Fertility?

Ken: From the Transvaal.

Rachel: Not just the ticket.

[Thunder]

Ken: Not the ticket. All right. Oh, well, how about this--a cricket cage from
the Quemoy Island in the China sea?

Rachel: Ah--as in a cage to hold crickets.

Ken: Well, you know--fatten them up for the holiday feasts.

Rachel: No, I don't think so.

Ken: No. All right, fine. Let's see--oh, here we are, how about an 18th Century
opium pipe?

Rachel: No.

Ken: No. I should've known that. Well, all right. How about your basic astrolabe
from the 17th Century?

Rachel: Oh, isn't it great?

Ken: Gorgeous, huh?

Rachel: I think I was looking for something more jolly.

Ken: Something more jolly. Well, what could be jollier to a lost seaman than an
astrolabe?

Rachel: I can think of a couple of things.

Ken: Why don't you just go to the discount store and buy her a microwave oven
and quit bothering me?

Rachel: Well, there, now I've gotten you all huffy.

Ken: Huffy?

Rachel: Why are you huffy?

Ken: I'm huffy be--I am not huffy. I don't get huffy. I don't even know what
huffy means. Isn't that a football player?

Rachel: Amanda already has a microwave.

Ken: I have just the thing.

Rachel: What? A rock!

Ken: A rock? You call this a rock?

Rachel: Mm-hmm.

Ken: This is a geode.

Rachel: Oh, well, it's a very lovely rock.

Ken: These are practically precious gems. Look at those crystals.

Rachel: Mm-hmm, lovely.

Ken: Look at all the facets. You see, that's why I thought it would be
appropriate for Sam and Amanda.